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not a word that anyone would use to describe me.”
    “She’s
in there,” Mona leaned forward and tapped my hand, “I could feel her.”
    “Who?”
I asked, “The girl in the blue dress?”
    “Yes,”
Mona answered, “She’s strong … she’s powerful, and she feels as though she’s been
sleeping long enough.”
    I
shook my head, all of this sounded like a bunch of psychic garbage, “I’ve never
had this happen before.   It’s only
happened with you.”
    “That
can’t be true.   She’s much too powerful
to have sat dormant for 33 years.”
    She knew my exact age!   How had she done that?   I hadn’t mentioned it before.   She could see the look of surprise sweep
across my face and she smiled, “I’m retired, Ellie, but I still have my gifts.”
    “What
do you mean she’s too powerful to sit dormant?   How do you know?” I pressed her, suddenly wanting to know more.
    “I
can feel her, see her, she’s a fighter,” Mona nodded.
    I
was dumbfounded by what I was hearing.   How was this possible?
    “Ellie,
have you ever been somewhere, or seen a picture, tasted food or moved in a certain
way that you immediately felt some sort of connection to an event or a place
that could not be readily explained?”
    “You
mean Déjà vu?” I asked.
    Mona
nodded, “Something like that.   Everyone
experiences it at some point in their life, some more than others.”
    “Of
course.   I always thought it meant your
mind was playing tricks on you or something.   I never associated it with a past life.”
    Mona
shook her head, “Nonsense.   Our minds
don’t play tricks.   When you touch
something or see something that triggers cognizance, it’s you remembering
something from another time or place.   We’ve all been here before, Ellie, some of us are more aware than
others, some never experience it because we shut it all away.”
    “How?   How do you become more aware?” I asked.
    “You
invite it in … you meditate and open the door to allow it to come flooding
in.   Some will, and some won’t, no matter
how much you try.   But you my dear,” Mona
shook her head, “I’m afraid you won’t have a choice.”
    “Why
is that?” I asked, my brows knitted together, unsure of what she meant.
    “She’s
here and I’m afraid she’s not going to be pushed into the corner.”
    I
was becoming a little afraid, “Should I be worried?   You act like this person, whoever she is, is
scary.”
    Mona
leaned forward and took my hand, “No, no, my dear, that’s not what I meant at
all.   Besides, she’s already here,” she
tapped my chest lightly, “She’s a part of you, she always has been.   She’s as fiercely protective of you as you
are of yourself.”
    I
was becoming overwhelmed with what Mona was telling me and she could instantly
sense it as well.   In the distance I saw
Jess and Phoebe walking towards us.
    “My
friends are back,” I smiled hesitantly and rose from my chair.   I wanted to sprint towards them and I had to
physically restrain myself from running away.
    “Ellie,”
Mona smiled and stood from her chair, the bracelets on her arm clattering as
she reached out for me, “It was an honor to visit with you tonight.   I would dare say it was worth coming out of
retirement for.”   She winked at me, her
gray eyes twinkling in the dim light of the porch.
    “Thanks,”
I replied, unsure of what to say after the conversation we had just had.   I turned to step off the porch when she
called to me again.
    “Ellie,”
Mona called out, causing me to stop and turn towards her, “Some people find
that they are simple farmers or laymen or scullery maids in a past life.”
    I
grinned, “Oh yeah?”
    Mona’s
smile faded and the look in her eyes was sobering, “But some people don’t.”
    Her
words caused me to shudder where I stood on her small porch.   It took me a moment to gather my thoughts and
turn towards my friends.
    “Goodbye
Mona,” I waived cautiously to her from over my